I wanna make things right. If I give you more attention ?
I’ll try harder.
xo.
PS: Here’s my favorite find of the month. I’m taking this attitude to heart. . . .
Feel’s real. damn. nice.
Dear Blog, I’ve missed you.
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Bad company re-brand. Real bad.
Dear Farr’s Fresh Ice Cream/Yogurt/Custard,
Your re-brand sucks. Your color palette makes no sense even if it were the 1970′s. You look like you should be selling rainbow sherbet and hot dogs and you don’t sell either of those items. Farr’s, you used to be cool.
Please stop and think about your choices.
Love, Siena.
Poseidon
I wrote these lyrics a couple of months ago. At this point I’m regretting putting pen to paper. I wrote this as a prayer to Poseidon. Well, this ex-boyfriend has a girlfriend now, I regretfully get to meet see her in 5 days.
Dear Poseidon,
You’re about to take the best of me again
My body thrown at yours, it doesn’t stand a chance
I speak to you only as a friend
Asking one thing – one demand
Just come now Poseidon, wash him away
These arms break around me with salt and decay
Waves on my chest leave me no breath
Just wash him away
I don’t need a life boat
I don’t want a friend
They just rot at the bottom in the end
This storm is caught in my throat
Just hold my eyes closed beneath the waves
As I float
Just come now Poseidon, wash him away
His blue eyes, the sunrise ache of yesterday
Earth-Shaker, Dream maker
My heart is blue and cold and stronger than you
Let me ask this of you
Just come now Poseidon, wash him away
These arms break around me with salt and decay
So just wash, pull him away
The salt tastes like home
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I am a creative
Santogold – Creator.
Got no need for the fancy things
All the attention that it brings
Tell me no, I say yes, I was chosen
And I will deliver the explosion
Can’t say it’s gonna get me far
Do no good to say what you are
I run the streets and I break up houses
River runs deep and the flame devours it
Me, I’m a Creator
Thrill is to make it up
The rules I break got me a place
Up on the radar
Me, I’m a Taker
Know what the stakes are
Can’t roll it back, it’s understood
Got to play our cards
Sit tight I know what you are
mad bright but you ain’t no star
polish up til you make it gleam
your M.O, I know what you mean
Tail ridin’ and I know it’s true
while they screamin’ I love you
Down deep you know there aint no flow
a soul decay, was D.O.A
I know what you here for now
Words out you’re an idea whore though,
now don’t you crush on me
I’ll see you in your pipe dreams
whether or not you know it’s true
You’re who they dictate to
That shit must hurt real bad
fakin’ what you wish you had
Here all the folks come ask about me
Band wagon, know they used to doubt me
Blind side tend to hit real hard
you should heed the warning, get a body guard
Steady friction in this bitch
Creepin’ in just like an itch
so far I got the last laugh
still the rich rise up, still I live fast
wouldn’t know it face to face
Got no soul and got no taste
Moving in speed up the pace
I got it locked though, what a waste
All the talk is standard fare
Walk the walk if it gets you there
on the grind til the gig is up
Im ‘a smash ‘em down
put a muzzle on them like “what!”
Me, I’m a Creator
Thrill is to make it up
The rules I break got me a place
Up on the radar
Me, I’m a Taker
Know what the stakes are
Can’t roll it back, it’s understood
Got to play our cards
…and that’s just the way it is!
Love,
SIENAMONSTER.
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Mix Up Your Standard Old Family Portraits –
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- Family Portraits For a New Millennium -
Here’s how it works: Get all prettied up for your family portraits and instigate a fight. Mess up each others hair, laugh and play… then BAM! – Best family portrait ever.
ENJOY!
Ciao,
SienaMonster
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